Shakesperean...

January is the month in which I lost both my father (Dean) and and my mentor (Curt). Further, my mom died just 10 months prior to Summer's fall.

As Gertrude says in Hamlet:

"One woe doth tread upon another's heel/So fast they follow"

It's really all too much. Still, all previous, extant grief was dwarfed by the loss of my One True Love. As it should be. As it should be.

Mom, Dad, Curt - please look after my beautiful girl, won't you? Until that day. Until that day...